Fu Nanli took her outside and she saw that all his crew members were there. There was one person she didn't recognize very well, but everyone else was respectful to him, so she thought he was a leader.
"Is it Xiao Wen?"
Ji Xianzheng had naturally heard of the girl who conquered his cousin. The elders were still unaware of it, and Nan Li didn't allow them to say anything, so he naturally wouldn't say anything.
Wen Qiao looked up at Fu Nanli, "Who is he?"
Seeing that she was the same as usual with clear eyes, Fu Nanli knew that she did not think that drinking coffee with her cousin was something worth making a big deal about.
I became even more angry.
"You guys go eat, we're leaving first."
After saying that, he pulled Wen Qiao towards the elevator.
Ji Xianzheng raised his eyebrows: "Then, let's go eat."
He Qian wanted to follow them, but was stopped by Zhao Yuan: "Xixi..."
Don't be stubborn anymore. No matter what, it's a matter between them. Whether they are jealous or not, or how to explain it, it's between those two people.
They are just onlookers, spectators, and should not interfere in other people's love affairs.
He Qian complained: "Sister Yuan!"
"Listen to me, okay?"
Wen Qiao was pulled into the elevator by Fu Nanli again. He was tall and had long legs, and he walked quickly. She had to jog all the way to barely catch up with his pace.
There was a cinema on this floor. A movie had just ended and the elevator was packed with people. The two were squeezed into a corner.
Fu Nanli leaned against the elevator wall, Wen Qiao was squeezed into his arms, his hands on his shoulders, his face slightly wrinkled, as if he was struggling with something.
The hand around her waist tightened, and a certain young master who was left out couldn't help but say, "Don't eat with them alone in private."
"I didn't eat. I just drank coffee."
Fu Nanli: …
“Even coffee is not okay.”
Wen Qiao leaned close to his ear and said mysteriously, "I have something important to test him, so I had coffee with him. I'll tell you later."
She was worried that the information would be leaked because there were so many people talking.
When they arrived at B2, most of the crowd had dispersed, and he took her in his arms and got into the car.
"See if there are any quiet streets nearby and drive over there."
The car drove out of the garage and stopped at a quiet road near the shopping mall. Lao Hu said, "I'll get off to smoke a cigarette," and then they were the only two left in the car.
Wen Qiao looked around like a spy in ancient times, and whispered, "I told you before that there was an unidentified person in the hospital who said 'Fu Nanli is not dead'. He had a tattoo on his arm. Do you remember?"
Fu Nanli frowned: "I told you not to worry about this matter, why are you still investigating?"
Wen Qiao grabbed his big hand and said, "Someone is trying to harm you. I'm worried."
The path is quiet, and there is an old shop on the side. There is an oil painting hanging in the window. The dim light is on, and you can hear the chirping of insects in the autumn grass.
And his heartbeat.
He was slightly distracted, and reached out to pinch her face: "It might be dangerous, I'll have someone investigate, don't get involved anymore."
Wen Qiao muttered, "Today, Fu Chuan was following me. He didn't admit it, but I really felt that he was following me, so I had coffee with him, hoping to find out something. Oh, by the way, that tattooed man, he is Fu Jiang's driver. Although he looks like a dandy, he might be playing dumb. So, Fu Jiang and Fu Chuan, you have to be careful of them."
When she raised her head, the man didn't seem to care about what she said. He just looked at her with doting eyes.
(End of this chapter)